CW: alzheimers

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“I suspect I have the answer to that,” Penelope said. She poured something from a different bottle into her glass.

Louise went back into the files with her supervisor’s old login, and hunted up the mechanism and metabolic data. Where

Penelope waited until the door was shut before asking, “So, did anyone else try to kill you last night?” “No,”

Thursday Louise took three Cogs as she sorted through her mail that morning, and was delighted to find a thick

“This one is only a Category One,” Sheila was saying, pointing to a mark on the map. Louise could see

Louise stretched her shoulder carefully, but it barely twinged now. Paradise Living might be oppressively posh in some ways, but

Penelope squinted at the screen. “Well, that’s a nice bit of work for someone who’s never coded in her life.

Wednesday Louise sat bolt upright in bed, saturated with cold sweat. Her heart was pounding as if she’d run up

Louise came to alertness with the sound of the bell/gong thing and immediately slid down the ladder from the roof